42nd sigh

[slave_of_suzumiya]

(... Where is she? Why isn't she jumping on the bed and calling "Wake up!"? Hold it. ... This isn't my room. Or well, I guess it is, but still. Okay... As the saying goes, I'm not in Kansas anymore. ... Or maybe I am, which state was Mayfield supposed to be in again? Oh hey, I've still got the phone. I set a bookmark yesterday, didn't I? ... Not working, of course. If Nagato couldn't get us out of here, I guess there isn't any chance of Miss Asahina (big) doing it...)

[A: 915 Bilko Boulevard

Kyon spends the morning lazing about at home, mostly fiddling with his phone in the hope that it'll let him time travel.

B: Around town

Kyon wanders the streets of Mayfield, reacquainting himself with the area after the time he spent away. Occasionally he may stop to fiddle with his phone a little as he mutters to himself.]

Stupid useless bookmarker things...

[C: Phone, evening]

... Yo, so apparently I went home for... (Two days? A few weeks? Minus one month? Could I really even call it "home"? ... Temporal anomalies are weird.) ... a bit. Did I miss anything?

Comments

[ !Action | A ]

[1_truth]

[ Good morning Kyon! If you venture to the living room you'll find that your fake!brother has passed out on the couch with a notepad tucked under his arm which he's using a pillow and a pen in the hand that's draped over the cushion. ]

[ On the note pad there's a few dates scribbled down along with some times suggesting this kid has been waking up extremely early--either that or just not sleeping. ]

phone

[last_to_kneel]

I recognize that voice. Are you the bloke that was hangin' out with that one girl that tried to recruit me into some weird-ass brigade? You two were freakin' sappy!

A

[mal_addict]

[Sup not!son, what's that you've got there? Maladict pauses as she wanders though (definitely NOT doing any housework) to peer at that weird thing in your hands]

What's that supposed to be?

c

[doudemoe]

Valentine's.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

... Hm?

[He'll pick up the pad to take a glance at it himself...]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

... Eh? Uh, forget about that. Please. Seriously.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

It's my mobile phone.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

... No, unfortunately, I was here for that.

[doudemoe]

It's not so bad, if you ignored the flowers.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

... Unfortunately, that didn't happen either.

[doudemoe]

...at least it's over.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Right, I guess that's a good point.

(... Still, it's kind of awkward with Haruhi. Also, it'll be odd seeing her with short hair again after the past few weeks...)

[last_to_kneel]

It's forgotten. What happened with the pair of ya anyway?

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Hm? I guess you're pretty new here if you don't know about droning yet.

[last_to_kneel]

I know about the dronin' thing just never seen one droned before. Gotta admit, that was freaky.

[mal_addict]

You mean like those things we have to talk into? [Squint] It's sort of...small.

Are there are no wires. How does it work?

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Yeah, you can say that again...

[last_to_kneel]

You remember that mess?

[slave_of_suzumiya]

It works similarly to the other phones, but it can also take photos and do other stuff. (Like travel through time.) Not that I can call anyone using it here, as there's no reception in the '50s.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Not really, but drones in general tend to be incredibly embarrassing.

[last_to_kneel]

Ha ha ha! Sounds like it. Any idea why it happened?

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Well, other than a punishment, droning seems to occur for a brief period when between going home and coming back.

[last_to_kneel]

You went home?

[slave_of_suzumiya]

... Briefly. And I didn't exactly find a way out, it just happened. I'd rather have a more permanent way of leaving this place.

[last_to_kneel]

Ah, yeah I suspected that it wasn't a voluntary thing. Judgin' by the way you were talkin' about the drones an' all that. Just tell me one thing, does time pass the same here as it does back in your world?